I adore you. you're handsome, and charming... and ... oh shit wrong dude... LOLJK I adore you, you're fit and intelligentablenough xxxxxx LY
Tuesday, 5 October 2010
Thursday, 16 September 2010
Monday, 14 June 2010
Oh bondage up yours.
Where did mondays come from? who invented them? and why are they so unbearable? Three questions out of a million I find myself asking. another question I find myself unable to answer is "why did I stay up til 3am today?"
Ahh 3am. an unholy hour I've been seeing quite a lot of lately, and tbh. I don't even talk to anyone on msn, or do much on facebook, all I've been doing is thinking. like its a new thing I find myself able to do... all I do is think, about my former relationship, and if its fixable, despite knowing I should be over this by now, and I'm really not, and I think about where I'm going in life, where I want to be, who I want to be. And not one bit of it makes any sence to me.
although I'll admit, Jamie did one thing right, he brought me back from indie, and helped me see the light and return to being a dirty little mosher :D which I'm pretty happy about. I can't even listen to Kings of Leon anymore without cringing and thinking "what the fuck was I thinking??"
yet every night, just before I fall asleep I still listen to Bed Of Roses, close my eyes and pretend, to a time when all was good, and I was Jamie's, and I remember the things we did, and the things we said, and I'll smile even with the tears streaming down my face... stupid I guess. I know its over, and I can accept it. but damn did I let a good one go haha.
anyway. those days are long over, and as much as I hope and pray. they're never coming back. :'( at least I doubt it, and I'm left here, in the college ict room, typing up my thoughts, and left with a shit load of amazing memories I swear I'll never forget, and what feels like an everlasting sorrow.
Ashe
Ahh 3am. an unholy hour I've been seeing quite a lot of lately, and tbh. I don't even talk to anyone on msn, or do much on facebook, all I've been doing is thinking. like its a new thing I find myself able to do... all I do is think, about my former relationship, and if its fixable, despite knowing I should be over this by now, and I'm really not, and I think about where I'm going in life, where I want to be, who I want to be. And not one bit of it makes any sence to me.
although I'll admit, Jamie did one thing right, he brought me back from indie, and helped me see the light and return to being a dirty little mosher :D which I'm pretty happy about. I can't even listen to Kings of Leon anymore without cringing and thinking "what the fuck was I thinking??"
yet every night, just before I fall asleep I still listen to Bed Of Roses, close my eyes and pretend, to a time when all was good, and I was Jamie's, and I remember the things we did, and the things we said, and I'll smile even with the tears streaming down my face... stupid I guess. I know its over, and I can accept it. but damn did I let a good one go haha.
anyway. those days are long over, and as much as I hope and pray. they're never coming back. :'( at least I doubt it, and I'm left here, in the college ict room, typing up my thoughts, and left with a shit load of amazing memories I swear I'll never forget, and what feels like an everlasting sorrow.
Ashe
Sunday, 13 June 2010
Chalk and cheese. The relationship ideal?
Sitting in the back seat of a blue vauxhall corsa. watching my two best friends on the whole damn planet, thinking of each other their personalities and observing love. absolute and genuine love. It finally clicked. They are like Chalk and Cheese. Shes a scene kid. he's -sorry Tom- a mosher in the guise of a scene, and their personalities are absolute contrasts too. but that's what brings them closer. despite their contrasts, my two best friends fit together so perfectly. Just like myself and a former love.
and the reason I'm writing this? because I know you read this, Jamie. and I know you think I'm trying to get you back again. and to be fucking honest. I'm not. I just want you to realise that we are different, but we're still a little similar (music, Phish Food icecream... food, humour) but those differences were what helped us work... what made our relationship intresting. and I'd happily take an intrest in stuff you like :)
also what my friend wanted to post on the big board was.
and she only didn't coz I pleaded with her not to. but consider that.
and the reason I'm writing this? because I know you read this, Jamie. and I know you think I'm trying to get you back again. and to be fucking honest. I'm not. I just want you to realise that we are different, but we're still a little similar (music, Phish Food icecream... food, humour) but those differences were what helped us work... what made our relationship intresting. and I'd happily take an intrest in stuff you like :)
also what my friend wanted to post on the big board was.
Jamie Ramscar, Ashleigh Lancaster loves you so much and never stops talking about you, its clear you were lucky to find someone like her, will you take her back?
and she only didn't coz I pleaded with her not to. but consider that.
Monday, 7 June 2010
My Ex-boyfriend. a non sparkling, equally stubborn Edward Cullen (oh and he's not a vampire)
hey followers,
Upon reading the first book of Breaking Dawn, by Stephenie Meyer, more specifically this one because between reading Eclipse and beginning Breaking Dawn, I was actually with a wonderful guy, times change though and its back to the vampire stories... :D
I noticed sides of Edward are almost identical to Jamie. (sorry but its true) such as his argumentative side, I only noticed this when Bella and Edward were having an scrabble that was much the same as one we'd had many times and it struck me as odd, that Edward should say what you always said in that situation, and Bella (as much as I slate her as a character) said much the same I do.
now this is where we hit a problem. you are not a vampire. and I do not have blood that is so delicious smelling it drives you insane. so where as Bella and Edward get a eternal and happy life together, with their adorable little offspring Reneesme, who later marries Jacob Black... we don't... infact quite the opposite... no life together haha.
so if you look at it that way. The twilight saga is infact. Bullshit. Bella and Edwards relationship was built on weaker foundations that ours... then I remembered. Edward as a complete character, is a douche. and Bella... is a fangbanger... and a nympho (go figure, she gets preggo the first time she shags a vampire) and that leads questions as to how as Edward doesn't have a pulse so he can't get a ... you know what I mean... and how the hell does an essentially dead body produce sperm?? and further more... Edward comes across as a testosterone fueled arsehole... when again an essentially dead body cannot produce anything.
maybe thats why Bella and Edward live together forever... coz they ain't real. and forgive me twihards... but it could be argued that Edward (The gentlemen?? lmao) only lusts for Bella's blood like a guy would lust for a hot female body... so yeah, he's controlled by his penis....
and maybe just maybe. The Edward Cullen Argumentative streak is a think all teenage guys have... and if thats the case Mistah J... don't lose it.
and please please don't become a vampire, I like you as a finite being, with a squidy body, and little muscle definition... with your immense gaming fingers... that do so much more than game ;) lol and I'm sorry I compared you to Cullen, but you're the only guy I've been so close to... and know better than any other male :P
right off to argue on fb, have a quick game., coffee, then its off to college for my RS exam...
and to top that all off, i still pulled an allnighter. I'm gonna fail :D
-Dash x
Upon reading the first book of Breaking Dawn, by Stephenie Meyer, more specifically this one because between reading Eclipse and beginning Breaking Dawn, I was actually with a wonderful guy, times change though and its back to the vampire stories... :D
I noticed sides of Edward are almost identical to Jamie. (sorry but its true) such as his argumentative side, I only noticed this when Bella and Edward were having an scrabble that was much the same as one we'd had many times and it struck me as odd, that Edward should say what you always said in that situation, and Bella (as much as I slate her as a character) said much the same I do.
now this is where we hit a problem. you are not a vampire. and I do not have blood that is so delicious smelling it drives you insane. so where as Bella and Edward get a eternal and happy life together, with their adorable little offspring Reneesme, who later marries Jacob Black... we don't... infact quite the opposite... no life together haha.
so if you look at it that way. The twilight saga is infact. Bullshit. Bella and Edwards relationship was built on weaker foundations that ours... then I remembered. Edward as a complete character, is a douche. and Bella... is a fangbanger... and a nympho (go figure, she gets preggo the first time she shags a vampire) and that leads questions as to how as Edward doesn't have a pulse so he can't get a ... you know what I mean... and how the hell does an essentially dead body produce sperm?? and further more... Edward comes across as a testosterone fueled arsehole... when again an essentially dead body cannot produce anything.
maybe thats why Bella and Edward live together forever... coz they ain't real. and forgive me twihards... but it could be argued that Edward (The gentlemen?? lmao) only lusts for Bella's blood like a guy would lust for a hot female body... so yeah, he's controlled by his penis....
and maybe just maybe. The Edward Cullen Argumentative streak is a think all teenage guys have... and if thats the case Mistah J... don't lose it.
and please please don't become a vampire, I like you as a finite being, with a squidy body, and little muscle definition... with your immense gaming fingers... that do so much more than game ;) lol and I'm sorry I compared you to Cullen, but you're the only guy I've been so close to... and know better than any other male :P
right off to argue on fb, have a quick game., coffee, then its off to college for my RS exam...
and to top that all off, i still pulled an allnighter. I'm gonna fail :D
-Dash x
Thursday, 3 June 2010
mmm new ashe
Dearest followers,
So far today I've made a major arsehole of myself. and its completely my fault. I read too much into something that meant nothing, although I was so sure it meant something, I'm always doing that, I'm too overanalytical, about everything, and I end up fucking up terribly because of it.
Weirdly for the last 2 years. Jamie has been the one thing I was certian about. I dunno why, but I'm certain he's better off without me, I've brought nothing but trouble and humiliation to him, not in a malicious way, he's lovely, and I knew it, and perhaps, unintentionally, I've taken advantage of the good nature he has towards me, I wasn't exactly the best girlfriend he's ever had.
I mean, I kissed him when he was trying to talk to his friends... I'm so ignorant like that, all I ever wanted to do was kiss him, and hug him, and perhaps I did like having sex too much. and I quickly became nagging, clingy and selfish, I wanted to spend every minute with him, and in the long run all I did was break my own heart. I'm such a shit girlfriend, and then, that friday night. I screamed abuse at him, accused him of using me, and threw the necklace he bought me at him, and then, to make me look even worse, I even made him cry.
but this shit girlfriend me, isn't even the real me, infact when I look at it, I'm kind of a loner. I love spending time at home, alone, than out and about with my friends, I don't want a job because it involves socialising, something I don't do well. and I've been single 5 days now. Today would have been the 2 month aniversary of our relationship, tomorrow, will 2 years since me and Jamie split up the first time. and I don't take break ups well at all, thats bullshit actually, I handled several perfectly well, its just the ones involving Jamie that I don't take well. Something deep inside me told me a long time ago, that he was the one for me. and that no one else would ever get as much affection and adoration off me than him. but now I question this instinct inside me. because clearly its wrong, especially if my personality mutates every time I become his girlfriend.
Therefore I have made the decision to change slightly, change what makes me bitchy and over-analytical. this change isn't going to happen overnight. god help me this is going to take weeks if not months, and I'm not going to change what I like, what I do or how I do and say things. But I feel I need to stop being a bitch, I need time on my own to learn who I am, and to grow up. I'm not saying I'm incredibly immature, but for someone who gets the vote and can legally drink and smoke. that I should be a little more mature, and a lot less introverted. although don't expect me to be able to talk to new people... suppose thats not really a change is it.
and Jamie, no doubt you're reading this and thinking "oh she's still trying" cos frankly I'm not. You won't fight for me, cos you know longer want me as a girlfriend. so, as much as I do want you. I accept its over, dead and buried between me and you. the relationship failed coz I'm a difficult and flawed person. and I'm not trying to win you back, tbh the desired outcome of this change isn't you. its a better me.
and I know my personality as a mate, draws you in and makes you like me, and I'm keeping it, coz its the real me, but these flaws need fixing, and I need to find a way to stop looking as if I'm messing with your head. this isn't an act. this is me. if this is the me that makes you happy, then I don't want to be your girlfriend, I wanna be your mate, and make you happy that way.
Since hitting my teens and probably alot sooner than that, I've pushed my family to the point relationships with almost every member are strained, and I need to work hard on fixing these relationships, or I'm gonna end up with no one. and I think it needs to start with my mum. she bought me a jack skellington stressball today, and I stress most on her, and she understands whats wrong with me better than anyone. she understands my illness. and has helped me through it as best as she can, and all I do is repay her with me bitching and sniping at her. Then its got to be my siblings, as they hate me for how I treat them, our home, and our mum. and I've got to patch things up with my dad.
I only really turn into "Birdzilla" because I always feel so insecure. It wasn't just with you, its with every guy I've been sort of with, and I think I know where its come from, and I think I can fix it, but its going to take a very long time, I've always had an irrational phobia that my dad would abandon me, just like my biological father, Alistair did, and I suppose part of that irrational phobia transcends on to a male, that in my eyes is just as important as my dad, and that would have been you, and I started being so clingy and touchy feely coz I was petrified you'd leave me, and with advice from my friends on top, which I was tbh, following naively, and it was naive of me to think you'd leave me if I stayed myself. because as I only found out the other day, you like my personality, and you probably wouldn't have gone anywhere if I'd have just been me. but needless to say, this tackling my insecurities, isn't about winning you back, cos I don't want to win you back, I'd actually like for you to come back on your own back, and say "Ashe, I want you back", but in reality, that won't happen, but I know tackling this issue might help me not become "Birdzilla" and get me that guy you seem to positive will be better suited to me. I frankly don't believe you, but the necklace you bought me that hangs round my neck so gracefully, is still pointing to yes. and the pink glasses are back on... :)
as always, love to the reader.
Ashe x
So far today I've made a major arsehole of myself. and its completely my fault. I read too much into something that meant nothing, although I was so sure it meant something, I'm always doing that, I'm too overanalytical, about everything, and I end up fucking up terribly because of it.
Weirdly for the last 2 years. Jamie has been the one thing I was certian about. I dunno why, but I'm certain he's better off without me, I've brought nothing but trouble and humiliation to him, not in a malicious way, he's lovely, and I knew it, and perhaps, unintentionally, I've taken advantage of the good nature he has towards me, I wasn't exactly the best girlfriend he's ever had.
I mean, I kissed him when he was trying to talk to his friends... I'm so ignorant like that, all I ever wanted to do was kiss him, and hug him, and perhaps I did like having sex too much. and I quickly became nagging, clingy and selfish, I wanted to spend every minute with him, and in the long run all I did was break my own heart. I'm such a shit girlfriend, and then, that friday night. I screamed abuse at him, accused him of using me, and threw the necklace he bought me at him, and then, to make me look even worse, I even made him cry.
but this shit girlfriend me, isn't even the real me, infact when I look at it, I'm kind of a loner. I love spending time at home, alone, than out and about with my friends, I don't want a job because it involves socialising, something I don't do well. and I've been single 5 days now. Today would have been the 2 month aniversary of our relationship, tomorrow, will 2 years since me and Jamie split up the first time. and I don't take break ups well at all, thats bullshit actually, I handled several perfectly well, its just the ones involving Jamie that I don't take well. Something deep inside me told me a long time ago, that he was the one for me. and that no one else would ever get as much affection and adoration off me than him. but now I question this instinct inside me. because clearly its wrong, especially if my personality mutates every time I become his girlfriend.
Therefore I have made the decision to change slightly, change what makes me bitchy and over-analytical. this change isn't going to happen overnight. god help me this is going to take weeks if not months, and I'm not going to change what I like, what I do or how I do and say things. But I feel I need to stop being a bitch, I need time on my own to learn who I am, and to grow up. I'm not saying I'm incredibly immature, but for someone who gets the vote and can legally drink and smoke. that I should be a little more mature, and a lot less introverted. although don't expect me to be able to talk to new people... suppose thats not really a change is it.
and Jamie, no doubt you're reading this and thinking "oh she's still trying" cos frankly I'm not. You won't fight for me, cos you know longer want me as a girlfriend. so, as much as I do want you. I accept its over, dead and buried between me and you. the relationship failed coz I'm a difficult and flawed person. and I'm not trying to win you back, tbh the desired outcome of this change isn't you. its a better me.
and I know my personality as a mate, draws you in and makes you like me, and I'm keeping it, coz its the real me, but these flaws need fixing, and I need to find a way to stop looking as if I'm messing with your head. this isn't an act. this is me. if this is the me that makes you happy, then I don't want to be your girlfriend, I wanna be your mate, and make you happy that way.
Since hitting my teens and probably alot sooner than that, I've pushed my family to the point relationships with almost every member are strained, and I need to work hard on fixing these relationships, or I'm gonna end up with no one. and I think it needs to start with my mum. she bought me a jack skellington stressball today, and I stress most on her, and she understands whats wrong with me better than anyone. she understands my illness. and has helped me through it as best as she can, and all I do is repay her with me bitching and sniping at her. Then its got to be my siblings, as they hate me for how I treat them, our home, and our mum. and I've got to patch things up with my dad.
I only really turn into "Birdzilla" because I always feel so insecure. It wasn't just with you, its with every guy I've been sort of with, and I think I know where its come from, and I think I can fix it, but its going to take a very long time, I've always had an irrational phobia that my dad would abandon me, just like my biological father, Alistair did, and I suppose part of that irrational phobia transcends on to a male, that in my eyes is just as important as my dad, and that would have been you, and I started being so clingy and touchy feely coz I was petrified you'd leave me, and with advice from my friends on top, which I was tbh, following naively, and it was naive of me to think you'd leave me if I stayed myself. because as I only found out the other day, you like my personality, and you probably wouldn't have gone anywhere if I'd have just been me. but needless to say, this tackling my insecurities, isn't about winning you back, cos I don't want to win you back, I'd actually like for you to come back on your own back, and say "Ashe, I want you back", but in reality, that won't happen, but I know tackling this issue might help me not become "Birdzilla" and get me that guy you seem to positive will be better suited to me. I frankly don't believe you, but the necklace you bought me that hangs round my neck so gracefully, is still pointing to yes. and the pink glasses are back on... :)
as always, love to the reader.
Ashe x
Tuesday, 1 June 2010
Monday, 31 May 2010
Sunday, 30 May 2010
non-sensical. sence.
I've never felt as alone as i do now. its weird. and I'm trying to recall the words I spoke last night that rang so untrue in his ears... perhaps I should pay attention to what I say... why is there so much static??? I thought love was all you needed, stupid beatles, they always did lie, how do you explain yellow submarine, thats why I thought! what the hell is love anyway? an emotion? but why do we as humans have the power to adore and appreciate the beautiful, oh why did I let go of sanity? why did I let go of you? I feel happy and sad at the same time, oh tears of sorrow need to fuck off. I need to cry those tears of joy I sobbed only wednesday night when I arrived home from his... Urgh stupid scientists, invent a time machine, oh whoever can fix this I offer you my soul. fix me fix me fix me. I'm losing my marbles now, oh frabjous day, callou callay! and now I am nocturnal, for my sun, he has fled, how come nothing is making any sence, yet words of pure insanity flow from my fingers, remember remember, all i remember is launching a treasured possesion and you leaving me behind, remember remember, i need to remember, I am not a liar, oh I am so forgetful, make sense make sense, thoughts running though my head, synapse to neurone straight to my fingers, why don't I remember last night, beyound the fuzzy coldness that reminds me of how you walked away, how i can remember how raw my eyes were, and all the tears wept, remember brain please, what did I say?? help me help me, oh flashbacks won't you plague me. SOS SOS maybe my brain is finally failing me, who knew who knew? oh my this is tragic, do I buy a grave stone or fight the jabberwock that is my demons. I wish I knew, I wish I remembered.
Saturday, 29 May 2010
Neutron Star Collision
There was things I forgot to put in my post yesterday and perhaps I should have taken the time to proof read my post before posting it for you to see.
the first thing was that I just liked your company. and I hope thats something I won't be without in the future, because, you're wonderful (: and I consider you to be one of my closest friends. the only one who truly understands me too.
the second was that I want you back. but I'm not prepared to act on that anymore. that instinct in me tells me to fight to the death for the relationship, but my common sence is telling me, to stop, and wait for us both to calm down, to see whats going to happen now, like my initial plan, but this time I'm willing to stick to it. The one that involves us staying in touch, talking like we've always done, meeting up occasionally, and seeing if theres really something that can come of it. even though subconciously, I know nothing will grow of this friendship now, but it indulges that fighting instinct enough. and even if nothing will grow of this friendship, we'll still have this friendship, for years to come hopefully.
even when I'm a famous film director ^^ coz I'll give you a break as an actor if you want... as a vampire... a very hot vampire.... which brings me to the biting... I AM SO GONNA MISS THAT! I loved it soo much when you bit me. it was so kinky.
and finally. for the love of god, please listen to Neutron Star Collision. for me.
(and I'm starting that other blog again if you're intrested. doubt it but yeah)
the first thing was that I just liked your company. and I hope thats something I won't be without in the future, because, you're wonderful (: and I consider you to be one of my closest friends. the only one who truly understands me too.
the second was that I want you back. but I'm not prepared to act on that anymore. that instinct in me tells me to fight to the death for the relationship, but my common sence is telling me, to stop, and wait for us both to calm down, to see whats going to happen now, like my initial plan, but this time I'm willing to stick to it. The one that involves us staying in touch, talking like we've always done, meeting up occasionally, and seeing if theres really something that can come of it. even though subconciously, I know nothing will grow of this friendship now, but it indulges that fighting instinct enough. and even if nothing will grow of this friendship, we'll still have this friendship, for years to come hopefully.
even when I'm a famous film director ^^ coz I'll give you a break as an actor if you want... as a vampire... a very hot vampire.... which brings me to the biting... I AM SO GONNA MISS THAT! I loved it soo much when you bit me. it was so kinky.
and finally. for the love of god, please listen to Neutron Star Collision. for me.
(and I'm starting that other blog again if you're intrested. doubt it but yeah)
Dear Jamie
Today I lost the only thing about my life I actually liked. That would be Jamie.
Ok perhaps, (and I know you'll read this sooner or later) we didn't have that much in common, and still don't. and what we did have in common is and was quite vague.
But perhaps I should have told you what I'm about to type below a lot sooner than now, and yes, I said "I love you" too many times, quite probably to the point where I killed all meaning of those 3 tiny words. and I was too clingy and always wanted to spend every waking moment with you.
The things I actually liked about me and you being together (some are cliches but oh well) are silly little things, like you holding my hand, and the way my fingers fitted perfectly in the gaps between yours, and I loved it when you sent me random texts that said "Good morning" and "<3" I loathed the days I couldn't see you and thoroughly enjoyed those hours we spent that flew by like seconds. I loved it when you tickled me and when you bought me that necklace. and the way you covered my eyes during a scary bit of Battle Royale was also very sweet. I liked it when we used to lie on your bed and cuddle, and you'd say "big spoon" and when I met you in town, and you kept slurping my starbucks. The truth of the matter is that truly, you're a wonderful person and a great boyfriend to have, and I'm gonna miss all this.
Ok, we didn't exactly do much together, but kiss and mess about, but thats what I loved, and now, I feel quite empty inside, because I don't have you're wonderful being to own as my own property, and frankly, you still have my heart. I'm gonna be proper jealous of any girl you date now, because you're a tough thing to let go off.
lets look at it this way, I know I'm a shit girlfriend, and I'm very lazy and very selfish, as I always wanted (and still want to be) the centre of your attention, and when I think rationally, I know thats not gonna be possible, especially now anyway. I never let you game, it always had to be "me me me" nothing else. and I'm a shit girlfriend coz I always wanted to do stuff you didn't wanna do, think wednesday for example. You said to me that you were a shit boyfriend, and I'm sorry to tell you this darling, but thats absolute bullsh*t. You're really not, another thing I really loved about being with you is the fact you listened to me, and paid attention to detail. not many guys do that. just those nerdy type gamers, like you, that I like.
If I could wish on a star, to make everything better, I really would, although I knew all along, you were too damn good for me. now all I'm left with is a broken heart and a lovely story to tell. even so, that doesn't mean I liked you sending sexts to my contacts, coz frankly, that was annoying.
For all the pain and upset I put you through tonight. words cannot actually articulate how bad I really feel. You're my whole entire world and I can't believe I managed to upset you so bad, In an ideal world, me and you would never argue, and would either be happy together for the rest of our lives, or we would have never met... if you look at things that way, perhaps the ideal world sounds like the best damn place to live. And both possibilities are much more pleasent than this painful reality me and you have to face.
I'm gonna miss having you as my boyfriend, I actually don't like the daunting prospect of being single either, but I have to battle on. even though, tbh, I still want you back and I'd happily graft my arse off trying to fix us. but the question that pops into my mind now is, "but is this fixing stuff, ultimately, going to make us happy?" and I don't think it will. and frankly now, even if you did want me back, you would have to prove it.
Kitty and Tom have just phoned me. and Tom posed an intresting question. "what would you do if he says he doesnt mean it, and he wants you back" and I told him I didn't honestly know, but you would have to find someway to prove it. and you would have to fight for me, as i have done for you, for 2 years now. break ups are hard. and they really mess me up, and I don't want go through it again, even if you did want me back.
so now we've assessed some of the more positive things about our relationship I liked, and theirs alot of negative things I liked too, like when you'd ignore (playing or not playing) and you'd walk to the other side of the room, and I'd go after you. I loved that gave me a slight thrill of the chase. That other thing we did all the time... who doesnt liek it??? seriously! and tbh, the way you stopped saying you loved me. I hated it, but I liked it as well, it made me feel like i had to make an effort to win your love, sounds cheesy but its the truth. those annoying fb updates... I pretended to be offended when I started getting told off, but I did actually like them, made me giggle. and when you'd get stuff like cake from the shop and not let me have any... I used to love play fighting you for some, i found it very fun.
however, this is where we get to the true negatives. I didn't like it when you went through my phone. I mean I have nothing to hide, but I don't want you seeing all my texts. I hate it when you call my music shit, I like it and tbh you have an opinion but you don't have to enforce it every chance you get, I'd have liked you to listen to some of my favourite songs, as I relate to them, and many of them were like how i felt about you... but you never gave them a chance and now you know very little about my true feelings for you. and right now, I really am pretending that airplanes in the night sky are like shooting stars, coz I do need a wish right now! and I hated how you'd fall asleep on me, and sometimes go in a bit of a mood with me, but I made allowances for those coz of you diabetes... which takes me on to another thing I hate about you. You won't look after yourself. You have diabetes and that comes with risks, like going blind and loosing limbs, and I appreciate that keeping your blood sugar stable is difficult, but you don't seem to have much of a regard towards your health in that sense, and it worries me greatly, even now, no matter how much of a wank*r I think you are right now, I still care about you and I don't want you to go blind or lose limbs, tbh I don't diabetes to be your cause of death. The world needs people like you. I also hated the way you'd turn your xbox on when I started to bore you.
from what you said earlier, I now respect that your an indoorsy, quiet person, and I'm willing to accept that even as a friend to you, and when we have patched everything up, I can handle doing lazy shit with you that doesnt require going outside, and I understand you feeling socially awkward, as I feel the same way with alot of people. infact, social interaction is kept to a minimum outside my social group.
I do think our compatibility is a funny thing too, as we have about as much in common as chocolate and chili's, one of us (you) is sweet and frankly delicious. and the other (me) is fiery and spicy (in the personality sense) but when you mix chili and chocolate together, you do get quite an interesting flavour, infact Chili and Chocolate is a highly delicious combination, well when you get the balance of the 2 right, and maybe we never got the balence right, and by now, I don't think we ever will.
I've thought of all I can to write about us, if you must comment, just email me, you know the addy.
thanks for reading this.
Ashe x
ps, theres two things I'd like you to know, and they are that I was smiling non-stop as i reminisced and thought of things to say.
And 2. you and I both know, part of me refuses to walk away from something like this when its dead. at least you know I mean every word and this has come from my heart
Ok perhaps, (and I know you'll read this sooner or later) we didn't have that much in common, and still don't. and what we did have in common is and was quite vague.
But perhaps I should have told you what I'm about to type below a lot sooner than now, and yes, I said "I love you" too many times, quite probably to the point where I killed all meaning of those 3 tiny words. and I was too clingy and always wanted to spend every waking moment with you.
The things I actually liked about me and you being together (some are cliches but oh well) are silly little things, like you holding my hand, and the way my fingers fitted perfectly in the gaps between yours, and I loved it when you sent me random texts that said "Good morning" and "<3" I loathed the days I couldn't see you and thoroughly enjoyed those hours we spent that flew by like seconds. I loved it when you tickled me and when you bought me that necklace. and the way you covered my eyes during a scary bit of Battle Royale was also very sweet. I liked it when we used to lie on your bed and cuddle, and you'd say "big spoon" and when I met you in town, and you kept slurping my starbucks. The truth of the matter is that truly, you're a wonderful person and a great boyfriend to have, and I'm gonna miss all this.
Ok, we didn't exactly do much together, but kiss and mess about, but thats what I loved, and now, I feel quite empty inside, because I don't have you're wonderful being to own as my own property, and frankly, you still have my heart. I'm gonna be proper jealous of any girl you date now, because you're a tough thing to let go off.
lets look at it this way, I know I'm a shit girlfriend, and I'm very lazy and very selfish, as I always wanted (and still want to be) the centre of your attention, and when I think rationally, I know thats not gonna be possible, especially now anyway. I never let you game, it always had to be "me me me" nothing else. and I'm a shit girlfriend coz I always wanted to do stuff you didn't wanna do, think wednesday for example. You said to me that you were a shit boyfriend, and I'm sorry to tell you this darling, but thats absolute bullsh*t. You're really not, another thing I really loved about being with you is the fact you listened to me, and paid attention to detail. not many guys do that. just those nerdy type gamers, like you, that I like.
If I could wish on a star, to make everything better, I really would, although I knew all along, you were too damn good for me. now all I'm left with is a broken heart and a lovely story to tell. even so, that doesn't mean I liked you sending sexts to my contacts, coz frankly, that was annoying.
For all the pain and upset I put you through tonight. words cannot actually articulate how bad I really feel. You're my whole entire world and I can't believe I managed to upset you so bad, In an ideal world, me and you would never argue, and would either be happy together for the rest of our lives, or we would have never met... if you look at things that way, perhaps the ideal world sounds like the best damn place to live. And both possibilities are much more pleasent than this painful reality me and you have to face.
I'm gonna miss having you as my boyfriend, I actually don't like the daunting prospect of being single either, but I have to battle on. even though, tbh, I still want you back and I'd happily graft my arse off trying to fix us. but the question that pops into my mind now is, "but is this fixing stuff, ultimately, going to make us happy?" and I don't think it will. and frankly now, even if you did want me back, you would have to prove it.
Kitty and Tom have just phoned me. and Tom posed an intresting question. "what would you do if he says he doesnt mean it, and he wants you back" and I told him I didn't honestly know, but you would have to find someway to prove it. and you would have to fight for me, as i have done for you, for 2 years now. break ups are hard. and they really mess me up, and I don't want go through it again, even if you did want me back.
so now we've assessed some of the more positive things about our relationship I liked, and theirs alot of negative things I liked too, like when you'd ignore (playing or not playing) and you'd walk to the other side of the room, and I'd go after you. I loved that gave me a slight thrill of the chase. That other thing we did all the time... who doesnt liek it??? seriously! and tbh, the way you stopped saying you loved me. I hated it, but I liked it as well, it made me feel like i had to make an effort to win your love, sounds cheesy but its the truth. those annoying fb updates... I pretended to be offended when I started getting told off, but I did actually like them, made me giggle. and when you'd get stuff like cake from the shop and not let me have any... I used to love play fighting you for some, i found it very fun.
however, this is where we get to the true negatives. I didn't like it when you went through my phone. I mean I have nothing to hide, but I don't want you seeing all my texts. I hate it when you call my music shit, I like it and tbh you have an opinion but you don't have to enforce it every chance you get, I'd have liked you to listen to some of my favourite songs, as I relate to them, and many of them were like how i felt about you... but you never gave them a chance and now you know very little about my true feelings for you. and right now, I really am pretending that airplanes in the night sky are like shooting stars, coz I do need a wish right now! and I hated how you'd fall asleep on me, and sometimes go in a bit of a mood with me, but I made allowances for those coz of you diabetes... which takes me on to another thing I hate about you. You won't look after yourself. You have diabetes and that comes with risks, like going blind and loosing limbs, and I appreciate that keeping your blood sugar stable is difficult, but you don't seem to have much of a regard towards your health in that sense, and it worries me greatly, even now, no matter how much of a wank*r I think you are right now, I still care about you and I don't want you to go blind or lose limbs, tbh I don't diabetes to be your cause of death. The world needs people like you. I also hated the way you'd turn your xbox on when I started to bore you.
from what you said earlier, I now respect that your an indoorsy, quiet person, and I'm willing to accept that even as a friend to you, and when we have patched everything up, I can handle doing lazy shit with you that doesnt require going outside, and I understand you feeling socially awkward, as I feel the same way with alot of people. infact, social interaction is kept to a minimum outside my social group.
I do think our compatibility is a funny thing too, as we have about as much in common as chocolate and chili's, one of us (you) is sweet and frankly delicious. and the other (me) is fiery and spicy (in the personality sense) but when you mix chili and chocolate together, you do get quite an interesting flavour, infact Chili and Chocolate is a highly delicious combination, well when you get the balance of the 2 right, and maybe we never got the balence right, and by now, I don't think we ever will.
I've thought of all I can to write about us, if you must comment, just email me, you know the addy.
thanks for reading this.
Ashe x
ps, theres two things I'd like you to know, and they are that I was smiling non-stop as i reminisced and thought of things to say.
And 2. you and I both know, part of me refuses to walk away from something like this when its dead. at least you know I mean every word and this has come from my heart
Thursday, 20 May 2010
Thursday, 13 May 2010
hmmm thursday.
what a day...
overslept, missed media, got a lift to college, had panic attack, missed english, ema postphoned til tuesday, at least get double money, spamming the crue on the old iPod.
yus. I hate thursdays.
Sat here in the silent study ICT room, with Tom (: while he does his posh er, cadets folder thing, and while I secretly conspire the death of a particular egotistical idiot. and think about Jamie (obviously <3)
Hopefully gonna do a 3day loan of daddy so I can go town with the beloved (:
everywhere he goes bitches always know that tom manson has got a weenie that he likes to show ;)
Damn right I do ;D
anyway followers doing my disappearing trick again (:
TheVengeanceKid
overslept, missed media, got a lift to college, had panic attack, missed english, ema postphoned til tuesday, at least get double money, spamming the crue on the old iPod.
yus. I hate thursdays.
Sat here in the silent study ICT room, with Tom (: while he does his posh er, cadets folder thing, and while I secretly conspire the death of a particular egotistical idiot. and think about Jamie (obviously <3)
Hopefully gonna do a 3day loan of daddy so I can go town with the beloved (:
everywhere he goes bitches always know that tom manson has got a weenie that he likes to show ;)
Damn right I do ;D
anyway followers doing my disappearing trick again (:
TheVengeanceKid
Friday, 12 March 2010
A friend in need is a friend in need, a friend with weed is better
Friday afternoon. Last Lesson is a double. financial studies =/
current playlist for an afternoon like this. Placebo, Death Cab For Cutie and Radiohead, with the odd Verve song, and plenty of Muse, Space and Oasis.
Days Dawning Skins Crawling Pure morning Pure Morning.
the weather is typically cold and cloudy. and my sacred shoes of bodom will love me for wearing them while the chances of rain are high.
Eyeliners smudged again, mascara's running. thinking of you in college is never a good idea.
Fucking Fridays really suck ass. wonder what its like 10 miles away where my hearts desire currently sits... don't you just love these hopeless unhappily ending love stories.
I'm gonna go finish my finance work now
remember
you say that its from above and I say its modern love
xxTheVengeanceKidxx
current playlist for an afternoon like this. Placebo, Death Cab For Cutie and Radiohead, with the odd Verve song, and plenty of Muse, Space and Oasis.
Days Dawning Skins Crawling Pure morning Pure Morning.
the weather is typically cold and cloudy. and my sacred shoes of bodom will love me for wearing them while the chances of rain are high.
Eyeliners smudged again, mascara's running. thinking of you in college is never a good idea.
Fucking Fridays really suck ass. wonder what its like 10 miles away where my hearts desire currently sits... don't you just love these hopeless unhappily ending love stories.
I'm gonna go finish my finance work now
remember
you say that its from above and I say its modern love
xxTheVengeanceKidxx
Wednesday, 10 March 2010
Friday, 26 February 2010
Back in Black
Good evening from The Vengeance Kid.
okay so I know I've not been active in a few weeks, but I've not been able to get in the mac room during media to do some posts.
so what have you missed??
the short answer is ball all, except a few rows with my iPod and the loss of earbuds for my beloved purple gumi air phones. oh and 2 spectacular races to coursework deadlines.
you also missed my notorious fall out with the iron and my checked shirts, coz i can't iron shirts, this has contributed in my decision to revert back to my former "hardcore" self
this transition should be pretty easy, I listen to very little indie anyway, and I sort of missed my black skinnies dearly. I also can't wait to dig out all my old slogan tshirts coz there cool and I just can't wait for my iron fist wedges to arrive :')
i still go manc, but not that urbis place, not been there in quite a while...
I'm getting pretty boring now, so I shall leave you in peace
XxTheVengeanceKidxX
oh and the highlight of my day was when the answers on my multiple choice finance exam spelt out AC/DC. I was amazed tbh
okay so I know I've not been active in a few weeks, but I've not been able to get in the mac room during media to do some posts.
so what have you missed??
the short answer is ball all, except a few rows with my iPod and the loss of earbuds for my beloved purple gumi air phones. oh and 2 spectacular races to coursework deadlines.
you also missed my notorious fall out with the iron and my checked shirts, coz i can't iron shirts, this has contributed in my decision to revert back to my former "hardcore" self
this transition should be pretty easy, I listen to very little indie anyway, and I sort of missed my black skinnies dearly. I also can't wait to dig out all my old slogan tshirts coz there cool and I just can't wait for my iron fist wedges to arrive :')
i still go manc, but not that urbis place, not been there in quite a while...
I'm getting pretty boring now, so I shall leave you in peace
XxTheVengeanceKidxX
oh and the highlight of my day was when the answers on my multiple choice finance exam spelt out AC/DC. I was amazed tbh
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Your Mum is like a refrigerator, every guy loves to stick their meat in her
Your Mum is like Pizza Hut, if it's not there in 30 Minutes, it's free
Your Mum is like a rail road, laid all over the country.
Your Mum is like an SUV, big, black, and full of Mexicans.
Your Mum is like a Nascar Driver, she burns 50 rubbers a day
Your Mum is like a door; I banged her all night.
Your Mum is like a police station, dicks go in and out of her day and night.
Your Mum is like good paint, cheap and easy to spread.
Your Mum is like Chinese food, every one gets a chance to eat her out.
Your Mum is like a toilet, fat, white and smells like shit.
Your Mum is like a bike, everyone can ride.
Your Mum is like a fast food restaurant, in n' out, fast and easy.
Your Mum is like a seniors bus, older guys get on and off her all day.
Your Mum is like a hardware store, 5 cents a bolt, 10 cents a screw.
Your Mum is like the Eagles Theater, 75 cents on Thursdays.
Your Mum is like Taco Bell, "79, 89, 99" cents.
Your Mum is like 7-Eleven, she's always full of Mexicans, open 24 hours a day and will give me a Slurpee for a dollar.
Your Mum is so goth that she makes Happy Meals cry.
Your Mum is so goth that when she had a sore throat, everyone thought she was a mime.
Your Mum is so goth that she shits bats.
Your Mum is so goth that when she walks outside, the sun hides behind the moon.
Your Mum is so goth that she sleeps in a coffin.
Your Mum is so goth that the only game she plays is Vampire.
Your Mum is so goth that when she went through a hip hop phase she became Wesley Snipes.
Your Mum is so goth she doesn't even talk
Your Mum is so goth she makes niggers look like they got dipped in Grammy's ol' tyme cum batter.
Your Mum is so goth she makes Edward Cullen look like a fucking princess.
Your Mum is so goth that Van Helsing thought she was a vampire and shot her.
Your Mum is so goth she painted her eyelids so black, now she's blind.
Your Mum is so fat, she sat on the beach and Greenpeace threw her in.
Your Mum is so fat, when she goes to the beach, people yell out, "Whale Sighting!"
Your Mum is so fat, she lay on the beach and people run around yelling Free Willy.
Your Mum is so fat, she influences the tides.
Your Mum is so fat, whenever she goes to the beach the tide comes in.
Your Mum is so fat, she has her own zip code.
Your Mum is so fat, she lives in two time zones.
Your Mum is so fat, it takes a train to get on her good side.
Your Mum is so fat, that when I tried to drive around her I ran out of gas.
Your Mum is so fat, people jog around her for exercise.
Your Mum is so fat, whenever she turns around they throw a welcome-back party.
Your Mum is so fat, every time she turns around its her birthday.
Your Mum is so fat, she jumps up in the air and gets stuck.
Your Mum is so fat, when she jumps she ends up in Australia.
Your Mum is so fat, she can't even jump to a conclusion.
Your Mum is so fat, she plays hopscotch like this: California, Nevada, Arizona…
Your Mum is so fat, when she tripped over on 4th Ave she landed on 12th.
Your Mum is so fat, when she dances the band skips.
Your Mum is so fat, she went on a date with high heels on and came back with sandals.
Your Mum is so fat, every time she walks in high heels, she strikes oil.
Your Mum is so fat, she stepped on a dollar and got change.
Your Mum is so fat, when she steps on a scale it reads, "One at a time, please."
Your Mum is so fat, when she steps on a scale it reads, "To be continued."
Your Mum is so fat, she stepped on a talking scale and it told her to get the fuck off.
Your Mum is so fat, she thought gravy was a beverage.
Your Mum is so fat, I took her to dinner and the waitress took her order in shorthand
Your Mum is so fat, when she goes to a restaurant she doesn't get a menu, she gets an estimate.
Your Mum is so fat, she went to the salad bar and pulled up a chair.
Your Mum is so fat, when the bitch goes to an all you can eat buffet they have to install speed bumps.
Your Mum is so fat, she goes to a restaurant, looks at the menu and says, "Okay!"
Your Mum is so fat, she broke her leg and gravy poured out.
Your Mum is so fat, her blood type is Ragu.
Your Mum is so fat, the only wiener she'll ever get is a hot dog.
Your Mum is so fat, her first love was Krispy Kreme.
Your Mum is so fat, she uses the Eiffel Tower as a tooth pick.
Your Mum is so fat, she has to use a satellite dish as a Cereal bowl.
Your Mum is so fat, she thinks that Niagara Falls is a drinking fountain.
Your Mum is so fat, McDonald's set up shop in her house.
Your Mum is so fat, her best friends are Ronald McDonald, Burger King and Betty Crocker.
Your Mum is so fat, when she wears a yellow raincoat, people call out to her, "Taxi!"
Your Mum is so fat, when she wears a yellow coat she looks like a school bus.
Your Mum is so fat, she has an sign on her back that says "wide load".
Your Mum is so fat, when she got hit by a bus, she said, "Who threw that rock?"
Your Mum is so fat, she sets off car alarms when she runs.
Your Mum is so fat, when her beeper goes off people think she’s backing up.
Your Mum is so fat, she bungee jumps and falls straight to Hell.
Your Mum is so fat, when she bungee jumps she pulls down the bridge too.
Your Mum is so fat, when she walks into a bar the ceiling fan falls down.
Your Mum is so fat, they use her underwear elastic for bungee jumping.
Your Mum is so fat, when they used her underwear elastic for bungee jumping, they hit the ground.
Your Mum is so fat, even the AIDS quilt wouldn't cover her.
Your Mum is so fat, she has a run in her blue-jeans.
Your Mum is so fat, she uses hula hoops to hold up her socks.
Your Mum is so fat, when she took her dress to the cleaner they said, "Sorry, but we don't do curtains."
Your Mum is so fat, she's got to iron her pants on the driveway.
Your Mum is so fat, she has to wear Levi’s 1002s.
Your Mum is so fat, when she wears white, she looks like the Michelin man.
Your Mum is so fat, when she wears red, she looks like the Kool-Aid man.
Your Mum is so fat, when she wears an "X" helicopters land on her.
Your Mum is so fat, she's got to pull down her pants to get into her pockets.
Your Mum is so fat, she can't reach her back pocket.
Your Mum is so fat, she puts on her lipstick with a paint-roller.
Your Mum is so fat, she needs a boomerang to put her belt on.
Your Mum is so fat, she was floating in the ocean and Spain claimed her for the New World.
Your Mum is so fat, we get a drought every time she takes a shower.
Your Mum is so fat, she had to go to Sea World to get baptized.
Your Mum is so fat, she uses the Freeway as a Slip ’n’ Slide.
Your Mum is so fat, she’s still waiting for someone to fill the Grand Canyon so she can take a bath.
Your Mum is so fat, they have to grease the bath tub to get her out.
Your Mum is so fat, you have to grease the door frame and hold a twinkie on the other side just to get her through
Your Mum is so fat, she went to Disneyland and got group discounts.
Your Mum is so fat, Santa asked her to cover for him.
Your Mum is so fat, when she sits around the house, she literally sits AROUND the house.
Your Mum is so fat, every time she walks her butt claps.
Your Mum is so fat, she's on both sides of the family.
Your Mum is so fat, when she falls out of bed she falls on both sides.
Your Mum is so fat, her will states that she wants to be donated to Ripley's Believe It or Not.
Your Mum is so fat, you need a Thomas Guide to find her asshole.
Your Mum is so fat, when she walked past the television, I missed Scary Movie 1, 2 AND 3.
Your Mum is so fat, she got stuck in the garage.
Your Mum is so fat, when she was a kid she could only play seek.
Your Mum is so fat, it took five UFOs to abduct her.
Your Mum is so fat, we're in her right now.
Your Mum is so fat, she went to the movies and sat next to everyone.
Your Mum is so fat, when you get on top of her your ears pop.
Your Mum is so fat, when she has sex she has to give directions.
Your Mum is so fat, she wakes up in sections.
Your Mum is so fat, when she goes to an amusement park people try to ride HER.
Your Mum is so fat, she's got more chins than a Hong Kong phone book.
Your Mum is so fat, that her senior pictures had to be arial views.
Your Mum is so fat, she has to buy two airline tickets.
Your Mum is so fat, when she fell over she rocked herself asleep trying to get up again.
Your Mum is so fat, the only pictures you have of her are satellite pictures.
Your Mum is so fat, they tie a rope around her shoulders and drag her through a tunnel when they want to clean it.
Your Mum is so fat, that when she was born, she gave the hospital stretch marks.
Your Mum is so fat, the National Weather Agency has to assign names to her farts.
Your Mum is so fat, she was Miss Arizona...class Battleship.
Your Mum is so fat, she was zoned for commercial development.
Your Mum is so fat, her nickname is "DAAAMN!"
Your Mum is so fat, she has been declared a natural habitat for Condors.
Your Mum is so fat, she fell in love and broke it.
Your Mum is so fat, when she sits on my face I can't hear the stereo.
Your Mum is so fat, she ordered a double room for a singles weekend.
Your Mum is so fat, she had her ears pierced by harpoon.
Your Mum is so fat, that I really don't need to make a joke, it sells it self.
Your Mum is so fat, she makes Shay look like the Olsen Twins.
Your Mum is so fat, that when she hauls ass, she has to make two trips.
Your Mum is so fat, the only armor she can use in World of Warcraft is of the whale.
Your Mum is so fat, NASA is planning a mission to put a man on her.
Your Mum is so fat, miners dig for diamonds in her footprints.
Your Mum is so fat, she has to live on another planet.
Your Mum is so fat, when she was diagnosed with the flesh-eating variant of Staphlococcus aureus, the doctor gave her five years to live.
Your Mum is so fat, no one can talk behind her back.
Your Mum is so fat, when she went to a dating service, they matched her up with Detroit.
Your Mum is so fat, when she went to a concert, she had to buy 1 million tickets just to fit her ass.
Your Mum is so fat, you can swim in her belly button.
Your Mum is so fat, she absorbs light.
Your Mum is so fat, she has to play pool with the planets.
Your Mum is so fat, she sat on a rainbow and king sized skittles popped out.
Your Mum is so fat, your dad didn't know which roll he was making love to.
Your Mum is so fat, she thought the Olympic swimming pool was a puddle.
Yout Mum is so fat, every move that she makes required planning permission.
Your Mum is so stupid, she got locked in a bathroom and pissed in her pants.
Your Mum is so stupid, she tried to steal free samples.
Your Mum is so stupid, she returned a doughnut because it had a hole in it.
Your Mum is so stupid, she has no feet and complains her shoes are too tight.
Your Mum is so stupid, she tripped over a cordless phone.
Your Mum is so stupid, she hung herself with a cordless phone.
Your Mum is so stupid, she set the VCR for 2 hours to record 60 minutes.
Your Mum is so stupid, she asked me "What does Yield mean?" and I said, "Slow down." And she said, slowly, "W H A T D O E S Y I E L D M E A N ?"
Your Mum is so stupid, she froze to death in a furnace.
Your Mum is so stupid, she burned to death in a freezer.
Your Mum is so stupid, she waves her hands around in public and calls it "Air Conditioning"
Your Mum is so stupid, she thought a paramedic was two doctors.
Your Mum is so stupid, she tried to change the channel on a TV dinner.
Your Mum is so stupid, she got stabbed at a shoot-out.
Your Mum is so stupid, she got hit by a parked car.
Your Mum is so stupid, she thought she'd unravel if she touched bellybutton
Your Mum is so stupid, she got locked in a Food City and starved to death.
Your Mum is so stupid, she spent hours staring at a bottle of orange juice because it said 'Concentrate.'
Your Mum is so stupid, she locked her keys outside of her car.
Your Mum is so stupid, she threw a clock out the window to watch time fly.
Your Mum is so stupid, she said she was 'illegitimate' because she didn't know how to read.
Your Mum is so old that I told her to act her age and the bitch died.
Your Mum is so old that she farts dust.
Your Mum is so old that the milk in her tits is expired.
Your Mum is so old that Moses is in her yearbook.
Your Mum is so old that she owes Jesus a quarter.
Your Mum is so old that she only has two teeth and they're both in her pocket!
Your Mum is so old that she has an autographed version of the Bible.
Your Mum is so old that when she was born the Dead Sea was just getting sick.
Your Mum is so old that she reminisces when she reads the Bible.
Your Mum is so old that she went to the Virgin Mary's baby shower.
Your Mum is so old that she knew Burger King when he was a Prince.
Your Mum is so old that when God said 'let there be light,' she was there to flip the switch.
Your Mum is so ugly that she tried to enter an ugly contest and they said "Sorry, no professionals."
Your Mum is so ugly that she walked into a haunted house and walked out with a job application.
Your Mum is so ugly that her teeth are brown and she spits Yoo-hoo.
Your Mum is so ugly that when she's on the beach the tide won't come in!
Your Mum is so ugly that I went to your house, kicked in the door and your Mum came out barking.
Your Mum is so ugly that when she got arrested they took her to the SPCA.
Your Mum is so ugly that she popped her head out the window and got arrested for indecent exposure.
Your Mum is so ugly that she makes blind kids cry.
Your Mum is so ugly that the government moved Halloween to her birthday.
Your Mum is so ugly that when two guys broke into her apartment, she yelled "Rape" and they yelled "NO!"
Your Mum is so ugly that they filmed 'Gorillas in the mist' in her shower.
Your Mum is so ugly that when you went to a fancy restaraunt, she had to sit outside.
Your Mum is so hairy, that when you were born you got rug burn.
Your Mum is so hairy, they took her to the museum and put her on display as the woolly mammoth.
Your Mum is so hairy, she went to a Star Wars convention and the nerds kept asking her for Chewy's autograph.
Your Mum is so hairy, when she shaved her ass, she lost ten pounds!
Your Mum is so hairy, her nipples have afros.
Your Mum is so hairy, before Halloween, everyone thought she was Cousin Itt.
Your Mum is so hairy, she makes the wolf man look like a puppy.
Your Mum is so hairy, she has to brush her armpit hair.
Your Mum is so hairy, she tucks her pubes in her socks.
Your Mum is so hairy, it took them three years just to shave off enough hair to see her face.
Your Mum is so poor that I rang your doorbell and she shouted "DING-DONG!"
Your Mum is so poor that she can't even pay attention.
Your Mum is so poor that at her funeral, she had to give up her casket in order to pay.
Your Mum is so poor that when she wants a gumball she has to put it on layaway.
Your Mum is like a brick, she's dirty, flat on both sides and always get laid off by mexicans.
Your Mum is like a 2 by 4, flat, smooth, and easy to nail.
Your Mum is like a fire hydrant, on every corner.
Your Mum is like a shotgun, two cocks: and she's ready to blow.
Your Mum is like a screwdriver, everyone gets a turn.
Your Mum is like a doorknob, everyone gets a turn.
Your Mum is like a lamp, everyone gets a turn.
Your Mum is like a bowling ball, she gets fingered and fucked down an alley 20 times a night, for 5 dollars an hour
Your Mum is like a bowling ball, She gets picked up, fingered, thrown into the gutter, and you know what? She just keeps coming back for more.
Your Mum is like a gas station, pump first then pay.
Your Mum is like Burger King, "Your way right away."
Your Mum is like Timex, "Takes a lickin’ and keeps on tickin’"
Your Mum is like 7-Eleven, she's always full of indians.
Your Mum is like McDonald's, "Serving Millions."
Your Mum is like Domino's, "Hot, Wild, Now."
Your Mum is like Home Depot, 50 cents a screw
Your Mum is like a refrigerator, every guy loves to stick their meat in her
Your Mum is like Pizza Hut, if it's not there in 30 Minutes, it's free
Your Mum is like a rail road, laid all over the country.
Your Mum is like an SUV, big, black, and full of Mexicans.
Your Mum is like a Nascar Driver, she burns 50 rubbers a day
Your Mum is like a door; I banged her all night.
Your Mum is like a police station, dicks go in and out of her day and night.
Your Mum is like good paint, cheap and easy to spread.
Your Mum is like Chinese food, every one gets a chance to eat her out.
Your Mum is like a toilet, fat, white and smells like shit.
Your Mum is like a bike, everyone can ride.
Your Mum is like a fast food restaurant, in n' out, fast and easy.
Your Mum is like a seniors bus, older guys get on and off her all day.
Your Mum is like a hardware store, 5 cents a bolt, 10 cents a screw.
Your Mum is like the Eagles Theater, 75 cents on Thursdays.
Your Mum is like Taco Bell, "79, 89, 99" cents.
Your Mum is like 7-Eleven, she's always full of Mexicans, open 24 hours a day and will give me a Slurpee for a dollar.
Your Mum is so goth that she makes Happy Meals cry.
Your Mum is so goth that when she had a sore throat, everyone thought she was a mime.
Your Mum is so goth that she shits bats.
Your Mum is so goth that when she walks outside, the sun hides behind the moon.
Your Mum is so goth that she sleeps in a coffin.
Your Mum is so goth that the only game she plays is Vampire.
Your Mum is so goth that when she went through a hip hop phase she became Wesley Snipes.
Your Mum is so goth she doesn't even talk
Your Mum is so goth she makes niggers look like they got dipped in Grammy's ol' tyme cum batter.
Your Mum is so goth she makes Edward Cullen look like a fucking princess.
Your Mum is so goth that Van Helsing thought she was a vampire and shot her.
Your Mum is so goth she painted her eyelids so black, now she's blind.
Tuesday, 16 February 2010
Wednesday, 27 January 2010
Sky Rockets In Flight Afternoon Delight.
okay should be writing a commentary, instead listening to the soundtrack from Hair... god I feel like my mother sometimes
you were right by the way, to say you would walk away easier than me. I'm perfectly free to say you because its not like anyone reads this anymore. its a dying empire, like my heart.
life actually sucks... hoping the summer brings something new, vibrant, brings new life to my heart, oh let the sun shine in, please.
Its not that I don't make a concious effort to walk away, but I always seem to weaken, life is little more than a long road, and I fear I'm stuck on the deserted highway, rather than the happy route which is so much easier, and not so treacherous.
you brought a warm summers day to my cold stormy heart. never forget that.
xxTheVengeanceKidxx
you were right by the way, to say you would walk away easier than me. I'm perfectly free to say you because its not like anyone reads this anymore. its a dying empire, like my heart.
life actually sucks... hoping the summer brings something new, vibrant, brings new life to my heart, oh let the sun shine in, please.
Its not that I don't make a concious effort to walk away, but I always seem to weaken, life is little more than a long road, and I fear I'm stuck on the deserted highway, rather than the happy route which is so much easier, and not so treacherous.
you brought a warm summers day to my cold stormy heart. never forget that.
xxTheVengeanceKidxx
Thursday, 21 January 2010
45.
Okay peoples have been asking where the idea for my blog name came from. so I thought I'd explain and tbh the song kind of matches my mood atm :) so here is the lyrics to 45 - Shinedown, and I'll link ya to a vid
xxTheVengeanceKidxx
Send away for a priceless gift
One not subtle, one not on the list
Send away for a perfect world
One not simply, so absurd
In these times of doing what you're told
Keep these feelings, no one knows
What ever happened to the young man's heart
Swallowed by pain, as he slowly fell apart
And I'm staring down the barrel of a 45,
I'm swimming through the ashes of another life
There's no real reason to accept the way things have changed
Staring down the barrel of a 45
Send a message to the unborn child
Keep your eyes open for a while
In a box high up on the shelf, left for you, no one else
There's a piece of a puzzle known as life
Wrapped in guilt, sealed up tight
What ever happened to the young man's heart
Swallowed by pain, as he slowly fell apart
And I'm staring down the barrel of a 45,
I'm swimming through the ashes of another life
There's no real reason to accept the way things have changed
Staring down the barrel of a 45
Everyone's pointing their fingers
Always condemning me
And nobody knows what I believe
I believe
And I'm staring down the barrel of a 45,
I'm swimming through the ashes of another life
There's no real reason to accept the way things have changed
Staring down the barrel of a 45
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-kwpbvruBhI
Thats the vid. clicky clicky :)
xxTheVengeanceKidxx
Send away for a priceless gift
One not subtle, one not on the list
Send away for a perfect world
One not simply, so absurd
In these times of doing what you're told
Keep these feelings, no one knows
What ever happened to the young man's heart
Swallowed by pain, as he slowly fell apart
And I'm staring down the barrel of a 45,
I'm swimming through the ashes of another life
There's no real reason to accept the way things have changed
Staring down the barrel of a 45
Send a message to the unborn child
Keep your eyes open for a while
In a box high up on the shelf, left for you, no one else
There's a piece of a puzzle known as life
Wrapped in guilt, sealed up tight
What ever happened to the young man's heart
Swallowed by pain, as he slowly fell apart
And I'm staring down the barrel of a 45,
I'm swimming through the ashes of another life
There's no real reason to accept the way things have changed
Staring down the barrel of a 45
Everyone's pointing their fingers
Always condemning me
And nobody knows what I believe
I believe
And I'm staring down the barrel of a 45,
I'm swimming through the ashes of another life
There's no real reason to accept the way things have changed
Staring down the barrel of a 45
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-kwpbvruBhI
Thats the vid. clicky clicky :)
Wednesday, 20 January 2010
Close Yet Far
Hopefully passed my finance exam resit :)
Sudden confidence boost ftw! oh dear god I feel like Bridget Jones...
Media coursework is about as much of a success as the titanic was. (a rather large amount of fail tbh)
I must learn how to use photoshop. or find that really good media creator software we used to have... ok I have to do an A4 poster and an A5 advert and finish my dvd cover. sounds easy... I hope :)
Also must buy auburn hair dye and touch up my roots and top up my now fading hair colour :')
I Want summer '10 to happen now.
I'mmma disappear now anyway :)
The Queen Of Promise Herself
xxTheVengeanceKidxx
Sudden confidence boost ftw! oh dear god I feel like Bridget Jones...
Media coursework is about as much of a success as the titanic was. (a rather large amount of fail tbh)
I must learn how to use photoshop. or find that really good media creator software we used to have... ok I have to do an A4 poster and an A5 advert and finish my dvd cover. sounds easy... I hope :)
Also must buy auburn hair dye and touch up my roots and top up my now fading hair colour :')
I Want summer '10 to happen now.
I'mmma disappear now anyway :)
The Queen Of Promise Herself
xxTheVengeanceKidxx
Thursday, 14 January 2010
The Sex Has Made Me Stupid <3
I'm officially certifiable...
I went to the Doctors, had my blood pressure tested. its actually normal again :) considering it was high in June. Have to fill in a questionnaire on my moods, coz theres a small possibility I have Manic (Bi-Polar) Depression... saying that, it could just be teenage angst. will have to wait til Wednesday to find out.
Thought I'd missed the 231 this morning and began to walk to Ashton, only to see it go past me... That bus is never on time!! and then I had to get another bus coz I was gonna be late... I hate buses now.
Currently spamming a mixture of Angels and Airwaves and Blink 182, and avoiding doing anything constructive on my coursework. I've failed it... already. well no I haven't Kitty's gonna help me... well no, she's going to make it on photoshop on her laptop with my consultation...
A sort of pet peeve is when people send me texts on unknown numbers and when I text who is this, they don't text back!! It sort of annoys me, but I think its my sisters soon to be boyfriend... so if she annoys me, I'm texting him and letting him know Alix has penis. LOL
Before I go, I just want to say... THE GAME! ^^
xxTheVengeanceKidxx
I went to the Doctors, had my blood pressure tested. its actually normal again :) considering it was high in June. Have to fill in a questionnaire on my moods, coz theres a small possibility I have Manic (Bi-Polar) Depression... saying that, it could just be teenage angst. will have to wait til Wednesday to find out.
Thought I'd missed the 231 this morning and began to walk to Ashton, only to see it go past me... That bus is never on time!! and then I had to get another bus coz I was gonna be late... I hate buses now.
Currently spamming a mixture of Angels and Airwaves and Blink 182, and avoiding doing anything constructive on my coursework. I've failed it... already. well no I haven't Kitty's gonna help me... well no, she's going to make it on photoshop on her laptop with my consultation...
A sort of pet peeve is when people send me texts on unknown numbers and when I text who is this, they don't text back!! It sort of annoys me, but I think its my sisters soon to be boyfriend... so if she annoys me, I'm texting him and letting him know Alix has penis. LOL
Before I go, I just want to say... THE GAME! ^^
xxTheVengeanceKidxx
Monday, 11 January 2010
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